When Energy Shifts: The Quiet Before Everything Changes

Lately, I can feel something moving under the surface. Nothing obvious…just this quiet hum in my chest, like the world is holding its breath. I can’t name it, and honestly, I don’t even want to try. I just know that something’s changing.

It’s not chaos.

It’s not heartbreak.

It’s more like…alignment stretching it’s arms and waking up.

The Subtle Signs

It always starts the same way for me - flashes of old memories, dreams that feel too real, songs I haven’t heard in years suddenly finding me again. I start remembering people I don’t talk to anymore and places that once held me.

It’s like the universe softly clearing its throat, reminding me that energy doesn’t disappear. It just circles back when it’s time.

And even though part of me feels restless, another part of me knows this is the pause before something good.

The Middle Ground

This season feels like being halfway between chapters - not lost, just….in the middle. There’s no big decision to make or mountain to climb. Just a need to be still and pay attention.

I’m learning that not every quiet moment means nothing’s happening. Sometimes it’s the moment when everything inside of you starts lining up for what’s next.

So I’ve stopped calling it waiting.

Now I call it preparing.

Affirmation:

“I am not waiting - I am aligning”

Trusting the Unseen

Maybe you’ve felt it, too - that strange mix of peace and anticipation. It’s okay to not have answers yet. You don’t have to name the shift to trust it.

The universe rarely announces its plans in advance. It just rearranges the pieces quietly, making sure everything fits before you see the picture.

So, I’m letting it work. I’m keeping my heart soft, my hands open, and my faith steady.

Because I know that what’s meant for me is already finding its way.

A Final Thought

The story isn’t slowing down…it’s deepening. And sometimes, the calmest seasons are the ones that carry the most meaning.

If you’ve felt the stillness, too, take it as your sign that something beautiful is beginning to stir.

This is the quiet before everything changes.